"Are you sure that's her?" Keiser inquired, looking over at John who was seated beside him. His eyes were focused solely on she who was presented.
His raucous voice spoke volumes as he careened towards her. With contemplation he inspected as her tendrils danced on the breeze. Bambi brown eyes shifted towards him as he raked his eyes across the dress of fine white silks propped against her bronze skin. Her face splattered with hundreds of freckles.
His mouth curled up into a fond smile.
"Ich mag dich."
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